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Sweat prickled at Seth’s neck. He groaned, trying to resist humping against his pillow. The friction would be delicious, but he knew it would off no relief. It was times like these that made Seth tempted to lower his standards.

He had been propositioned for help with his heat before but usually rejected them. He liked spending them with someone close, someone intimate to him. There was the option of looking for a heat partner but the thought of someone he didn’t know touching him. It was almost enough to kill his erection.

Almost.

His ears twitched as he picked up the sound of footsteps. It wasn’t anybody he could recognize. Not Zhu Yuan’s harsh steps. Not Qingyi’s metallic foot falls. Not the clack of heels that Jane preferred. It wasn’t even the scrape of slippers from his nosey elderly neighbor.

The footsteps grew in volume, Seth traced them mentally. They were unhurried. They stopped in front of his door.

A knock.

“Seth?”

Manager?

“Hey, Seth. Qingyi said you would be home.” He heard the rustling of a bag. “She said you weren’t feeling well and asked me to drop some food off.”

Seth felt his stomach growl. Groaning, he stood and shuffled over.

“Thank you, Manage—”

That scent.

Seth felt a shiver go down his spine, all the way to his tail. The end flicked spastically.

Lunging that last step to the door, Seth threw it open. He found the manager taking a half a step back, eyes wide.

“Seth! You scared me! You… Are in a rut— er heat?”

The manager stayed tense. Seth watched as his nose scrunched.

Seth licked his lips.

“Yes…” He didn’t want to leave his den, but mate was right outside.

He stepped out, one of his long arms catching around Wise’s bicep.

“Come inside.” He said.

Wise stared at him and Seth wished he could understand what he was thinking.

“… Okay.”

He dragged Wise inside, scooping up the food along the way. He waffled a little before moving Wise to a seat at his small table.

“Here,” he put the food down.

He himself didn’t sit. Instead, he opened the food— a pleasant but light soup— and served two bowls.

“Oh, I’m not…”

Seth held out the bowl, staring intently.

“Ah, okay,” and Wise gave him a soft smile that melted him, “thank you for the food.”

Seth felt his tail curl in happiness as Wise took a slow spoonful. Was there any happiness better than providing for his mate? Making sure he was well fed before Seth took pleasure in him. He quickly scarfed down his own portion, keeping a close eye on his mate, needing to make sure he was comfortable, safe, and here.

“Okay. All done,” Wise said, holding his hands out, palms up, “how can I help?”

Seth needed… He needed…

“Can you sit... On the bed?”

Wise nodded and moved to obediently follow Seth’s instructions. The other man moved with haste, but was unharried.

Seth followed, standing in front of his mate. He spread his legs so that they bracketed Wise’s own and then leaned forward to wrap his arms around him. He felt a deep rumble in his chest start off, knowing that his scent was rubbing on to his mate.

Arms wound around his neck, and he felt his mate nuzzle back.

“There we go,” a gentle voice said, “take what you need.”

Seth pulled back and lowered himself to his knees, so that he was looking at where his mate’s smell of sex was strongest. He pressed his face against Wise’s crotch, taking in the other man’s musk. It had Seth’s already hard cock dripping. He brought his hands up and undid Wise’s button and zipper. One of Wise’s hands came to stroke his hair.

After a little finagling he managed to pull Wise out of his boxers and the other’s prick sprung up beautifully.

“Manager, you’re already so hard…”

He glanced up at Wise, who had his eyes scrunched closed, and his face flushed.

“Seth if you keep looking at me like that…”

Seth stopped listening. He had more important matters to attend to, like getting that dick in his mouth.

He didn’t bother with kitten licks or anything. He had heard from his handful of ex-partners that his rough tongue was too much on sensitive areas. Instead, he took it all the way down, the pillowy warmth from his throat and gentle sucking all he could offer.

“Oh fuck!” Wise panted above him.

Seth’s ears flicked to better hone in on the sounds. Hands came to his hair, grabbed, then loosened so the strands of Seth’s hair fell between them.

Seth knew what Wise wanted, none of his other partners could ever resist after all and Seth wanted to do anything to keep his mate happy.

He pulled off Wise, careful not to drag his tongue.

“You can touch my ears,” he said, flicking one for extra notice, “I don’t mind.”

Wise’s face heated up more with that than it did with the deepthroating. When Seth returned to position to pleasure Wise, Wise’s hands began to play with his ears. It felt good. He started purring again, instead of suppressing it like he usually would. He could feel where his throat was tightening around Wise’s dick in his throat.

“Ah! Seth you can’t just— oooh, Seth you— I’m going to—!”

The hands gripped his hair to try and tug him off, but Seth curled his hands around Wise’s hips and pulled him closer. Wise trembled as he came down Seth’s throat.

Seth held him there until Wise’s breathing settled.

When he pulled off, Wise flopped down. Seth took satisfaction in how his mate looked. Inspecting Wise, he found that the other man’s dick had softened a bit. Seth poked it and Wise shuddered.

“A— ah, no, no.”

Seth pulled his hand back, tail lashing. He needed his mate. Needed to touch and squeeze him. Needed to be inside, to have Wise inside, needed to consume everything he could, needed to take take take and give give give.

“Let me,” Wise shifted to reach towards Seth’s own bulge.

Seth nodded and pulled off his sweatpants and underwear, his own erection now out.

“Can you lean against the headboard?” Wise asked.

It took Seth a second to process that but was then happy to do what his mate asked.

“Thank you…”

Wise lay between his legs, stomach down. The other man propped himself up on his elbows. When Wise’s face was in front of Seth’s dick, something in Seth snapped. He couldn’t resist the urge to grab Wise’s head and rub his dick against the man’s beautiful face.

Delicate features and enigmatic eyes all framed by silver hair that Seth discovered was soft to the touch.

Wise tensed at first but then relaxed, seeming to allow Seth’s lewd actions.

“Good, so good,” Seth moaned.

Wise looked so pretty with Seth’s dick on his face.

After getting his fill of rubbing his scent and precum on Wise’s face, he guided the man back with a gentle tug to the hair and then thrust up towards his lips. Wise seemed to get the message as he hesitated for moment then closed his eyes and parted his lips taking the head of Seth’s cock into his mouth.

Seth shook with the effort of staying still, not wanting to overwhelm his mate— not yet, not so early, not when Seth still had his wits about him and wasn’t completely lost in heat and sensations.

Wise tongued the glans, pushing into the slit with the tip of his tongue and then sliding the wet muscle on the underside. It was delicious and teasing and Seth had to dig his nails into the palm of his hands to keep from taking taking taking—

“Hey,” Wise said, pulling off. His eyes looked dazzling, a mixture of blue and green a splash of orange popped the cool colors even more. “It’s okay… You don’t have to hold back…”

“Ngh… Don’t… Haaa… Don’t say thaaaat.”

Wise licked a stripe from base to tip, swirled his tongue in a tight circle that ended with a flick, and then kissed back down to nip gently at the seam between his prick and his balls. He pulled back, his mouth right next to the head.

“It’s okay I can take it,” Wise’s breath hit hot against his spit slick dick, “you can fuck my throat with your big cock, Seth.”

Then Wise opened his mouth wide and stuck his tongue out, the head of Seth’s cock resting on the pink tongue. A bead of pre-cum dripped down on to it.

He snapped. With a hissing growl Seth tangled both hands into silver strands and pulled him down.

Despite Wise’s big talk, Seth only shoved him halfway before Wise’s throat tightened and choked. To Seth’s surprise, instead of trying to shove him off, Wise went limp. He stared up at Seth through silvery lashes, eyes half-lidded.

Seth gave a thrust up. He could see a wince— a twinge in Wise’s eyes— and then tears were welling up in them. Seth knew he should feel bad, but he was too enchanted by how Wise’s eyes looked like stained glass when teary.

“Ooooh…  Manager, haaa.”

Seth bit his lip and gripped Wise’s hair tighter. He worked the other man down, hands trembling with the effort to go slow, to be nice, to not force the video store manager to the root just to feel how Wise’s throat would clench around his dick.

Wise closed his eyes, clenching them shut. Seth paused as Wise gagged, ready to let him go, but the other man shuddered and went limp again. A flurry of thoughts played through Seth’s head like a tape.

Who taught him this? How many people have seen how pretty his lips look around their cock? Why isn’t he split open and claimed on Seth’s dick yet?

Seth hissed and forced the man all the way down. Wise shuddered again, tensing and then going limp. His throat was massaging Seth in all the right ways.

“You’ve done this…” Seth trailed off, finding it hard to talk when Wise swallowed around him, “before…”

Wise peeked an eye open, before letting it close. He gurgled around Seth. Was he trying to answer or distract him?

“Ah!”

Whichever it was, it was hot. Seth, already sensitive and wrung out, started dragging Wise up and down. It was addicting the way he gagged and drooled on Seth’s cock. The aggressiveness got Wise to open his eyes and watching the pretty and delicate video store manager look like a whore added to his fervor and put him on edge.

He pulled Wise off. One of his hands freed Wise’s hair (the other firming its grip) and went to strip his cock as he came on Wise’s delicate face. He hissed and thrust back into Wise’s mouth. He pulled him back down, needing to be back in the warm and wet heat.

Wise choked, the sound only heating Seth on as he pushed deep into the cavern of his mouth and down his throat. Shivers of pleasure rolled across his skin at the satisfaction he took from shooting his load deep inside the manager’s cum soaked face.

Seth held him there while his tremors subsided. Wise’s throat was massaging him as he was swallowing and working around it to breathe. Seth was impressed with the other man’s patience, however his own was running thin. Even with his orgasm just transpiring, he felt the fervent need to take Wise. He pulled the other man off and threw him onto his back.

“Oof! Seth—?”

Seth climbed over him, taking a moment to hover over him and feel the size difference. It wasn’t large but Wise was delicate and when Seth took a moment to cup that enigmatic face, he felt the need to protect him. Seth leaned in to kiss him. Wise hiccupped, maybe surprised, but whatever Wise had to give— surprise, bliss and desire— Seth wanted to devour it.

He pulled back to look over his mate. Wise was still too clothed. Seth whined in frustration, brought a hand down and tugged at his shirt. Wise worked with him so that Seth could push the hem up to Wise’s collar bones.

Looking back at Wise’s face, he was surprised to see the other man staring at him, watching Seth like he was a wild animal who could bite at any moment. Seth breathed in a ragged breath. He gripped, maybe too tight, and leaned down to bite into the flesh of Wise’s chest.

“Argh! Seth, what—?” Wise cut off when Seth twirled a rough tongue around his nipple, “— Oh!”

Seth watched as Wise bit his lip. Seth huffed out a breath.

“I want to hear you,” he said, voice low and ragged.

Wise pursed his lips together but then nodded once, sharply.

Seth leaned down, repeated his previous motion. Wise made a noise, brought a hand up to cover his mouth but paused and instead brought them up Seth’s hair to play with his ears. Seth turned his attention back to the task at hand and lavished Wise’s chest with attention.

Sucking and licking and biting until he felt a sharp tug at his hair. He growled in annoyance and gave another bite.

“Seth please,” Wise said, “sore.”

Pulling back to inspect his work, Seth found that Wise’s nipples were red and puffy and glistening with Seth’s saliva and that his pecs had bite marks and hickies splattered across.

Oh.

“S— sorry…”

Seth didn’t even sound contrite to his own ears, and if he was reading Wise’s expression right, then it probably didn’t sound very sincere to him either.

“Can we move on?” His voice sunk from annoyance to temptingly breathy.

Seth’s dick ached, heavy and swelling again. He leaned back and considered his options. He ached to be inside but…

Twisting his torso and reaching a hand behind he felt at his entrance. Glancing back to eye Wise’s erection, he prodded.

“Seth?”

Seth glanced at him, but then ignored Wise to reach over to his nightstand where a bottle of lube sat. He slicked his fingers and then laid down, ass up, one arm bracketing Wise’s head and the other reaching to prod at his entrance.

He lowered his face into the bed next to Wise’s face, opposite his arm.

“What are you…?” the other man asked.

Seth just panted, turned to lick and suck at Wise’s ear.

Wise moaned and Seth’s fingers— two already inside himself— picked up the pace, eager to skip the human preparations to get to the animalistic embrace that was coming next.

He pushed a third inside, his heat and previous orgasm (and some play before Wise had gotten there) had him opening up easily. Maybe it was too fast, but Seth cut it off there, pulling his fingers out and sitting up. Seth hastily lubed up Wise and positioned his entrance over the other man’s dick.

“Wait, but I thought—”

Seth sunk the head in.

“Ah!” he ground out at the breach.

It was too soon but Seth wanted it. He pushed down more, and Wise cried out, hands coming to grip at Seth’s thighs.

“Seth, Seth, Seth.” Wise chanted until Seth was seated, ass pressing against Wise’s groin.

“Yeah,” was all Seth could get out, feeling nothing more than the heat and fulfillment from Wise’s dick as he rocked on it, getting used to the sensation, “yeah...”

“But I thought you’d want to? Why?”

Wise’s nails dug into his flesh, blunt and Seth wanted more of the sharp sensation.

“Haa,” Seth gave a dry chuckle accompanied with a first testing pull up, “I do. I will but— wanted to feel this before I fucked you dry.”

“Fuck!”

One, two, three more slow ups and downs to get used to the stretch and Seth started picking up the pace. It wasn’t the biggest thing he’d had inside him but that was fine, it would have been annoying to have to stretch for longer and Wise’s dick hit everything just fine.

Seth groaned, let himself fall into his heat as he fell down Wise’s dick, let his human sensibilities sink down under his feline hindbrain. He bounced on Wise’s cock, his own following his moments. He gripped Wise’s hands, encouraging them to press hard into the meat of his thigh, then trailed up to gently claw against Wise’s chest.

Wise cried out when a nail caught on one of his abused buds. Seth flicked one just to hear the sound again, before placing his hands on Wise’s shoulders for leverage for a deeper ride. He dug his nails in harder than he should have, leaned in to kiss more aggressively than was probably necessary and then beared down on Wise just to be mean.

“Seth, please,” Wise whined and yes, this is what Seth wanted, the desperation where even Wise’s cock was only able to be served by Seth.

“Ha, ha it’s okay. Hold out, just hold out. You can come as much as you want on my dick. Just—”

He angled his hips, and the natural curve of Wise’s dick had the spongey head hitting his prostate with every slide down.

“Yes!”

Seth raced for it his finish. One of the hands on his thighs came to his dick, wrapping around it to jack him in desperate motions and it wasn’t long before he came, voice guttural and broken as he shot on Wise’s chest and abdomen. An ambitious glob of spunk even hit Wise’s chin.

“Fuck, fuck!” Wise’s hands went back to his hips.

Wise’s hips bucked twice before Seth felt him spill inside.

God, his orgasm face was beautiful; his head tilted back, and mouth open as he cried out his pleasure, his face blotchy and red and sweaty like they both were.

Seth could only pant as he watched Wise untense from his finish. Enjoyed the way the cum Seth had shot on his chin slowly trailed down, following his Adams apple and larynx down to the little hollow at the base of the throat between his clavicles.

Wise collapsed back; his breath heavy. His eyes were half-lidded, not just in arousal but exhaustion. Seth enjoyed the moment of having Wise in him, liking the feeling of him going soft until he slipped out. He could feel the cum and lube— the mess Wise made of him— dripping out.

Seth backs up to be in-between Wise’s legs. He pressed them open and went for the attack, pressing his tongue against Wise’s entrance.

“Seth!” Wise tried to jump back, and Seth shouldn’t, shouldn’t, shouldn’t but couldn’t help trying to tongue fuck him, “No! Aaagh!”

Seth pulled away before he could do damage. The most damnable thing about his sandpaper tongue was not being able to eat his partners out. He gentle massaged Wise’s hole in apology.

“Sorry, I want to so bad…”

Wise sighed, melting against the bed.

“You scared me,” he chuckled, voice calm if out of breath, “come here.”

Seth did so and was rewarded with a sweet kiss. He let Wise set the pace to a glacier slow, but it only worked to heat Seth up further. He pulled back, ears flicking. His wet finger that had been circling pressed in.

Wise groaned softly and Seth couldn’t help matching the tender energy. Wise made him want to be so many paradoxical things but right now, Seth could be gentle.

He massaged in, gently moving his finger to stretch the rim. Wise brought a hand up to clutch at Seth’s shirt and groaned into the kiss. Seth deepened it, trying to distract him from whatever discomfort he might be causing as he began teasing in a second finger.

Wise shuddered but then tried to relax. It spoke to his experience and that riled Seth up. It was hot. It made him jealous. It made Seth want more and more. He hurried to put a third in. Wise sucked in a sharp breath and groaned. Seth pushed his tongue into his mouth, wanting to overwhelm him, wanting to dominate him now that he had his mate spread open on three of his fingers and wanted to devour his pain and pleasure and anything else Wise could offer.

Wise cock was only half hard between them and when Seth found the motion that had Wise twitching and mewling and groaning, he took advantage bullying it.

Wise whined and wrenched his head away. One of his hands pushed against Seth’s chest and the other snapped down to grab the wrist of the hand inside of him.

“Too much, too much, Seth!”

Seth let Wise stop his wrist. He looked over the mess he made of the other man— his eyes were bright but wet with tears and he was biting into his swollen lips. His semi was twitching pathetically in a pool of his own spend.

Seth pulled his hand out.

“Ha… Need it, need you…”

Wise bit his lip, eyes squeezing together but quickly he opened them and nodded. He was gracious enough, or maybe just tired enough, that he let Seth move him around until Seth was between his legs, hard cock poking at the stretched entrance. Seth shivered in excitement, finally getting his dick into a breedable hole (he knew in reality but…). Wise shivered, from anticipation? From bracing himself against the hard length threatening him open when his body was already exhausted, physically and sexually? Trepidition?

It didn’t matter, he’d willingly entered his den and willingly spread his legs and laid back and allowed Seth to push in. He took a deep breath and then Seth watched as he tried to relax. The hole loosening enough for Seth to slowly push in without interruptions.

No, it didn’t matter, because he had consented and the moment he did, everything in Seth’s brain said that Wise was eager to be bred. Every moan and orgasm and beseeching, beguiling, beautiful look simply backed up that claim.

Seated deep, Seth leaned forward to kiss Wise. In the process he brought his hands under Wise’s ass and followed the motion until Wise was bent in half. Seth’s hands slipped up those thighs, sweeping past the crevice of his knees to the swell of his calf where he pushed him down.

Mating press.

“Huh?” Wise said into his mouth, then pulled his head away to cry out when Seth made his first rocking thrust.

Seth hissed and chased his mouth, licking into it at an angle when Wise didn’t turn back to face him.

“Se— Se— Seth! Ah!”

Seth couldn’t answer, stuck panting and groaning and fucking into the ass gripping his cock like a vice. When Wise kept his cheek pressed into the sheets beneath him, Seth gave up and moved to kiss and mark the calves under his grip.

Wise gasped, hands coming up to grip Seth’s shirt.

“Wait— fuck!”

But Seth was close, so close, so close, so close—!

Wise’s hole tightened around him, and Wise cried out sharply and was shaking and the realization that his mate had found his pleasure despite his prick never coming back to full mast and releasing nothing, had him emptying himself inside.

The feeling of his cum flooding the welcoming hole was euphoric and drove him to a few more sharp thrusts before Seth collapsed onto his mate beneath him.

“… Seth? Hey! Don’t pass out on—”

Seth blinked awake, mind languid and dragging. He yawned and stretched on the bed, turning his face into the sheets to take in the scent of sex and his mate. It had his arousal stirring, but his body was well and truly worn. If they were lucky, it would be quelled until tomorrow but Seth felt the heat would take him again by the end of the night.

He reached out to cuddle his mate but when he found air he shot up. His eyes bounced around and finding no one in his room he was falling over himself to get out of the bed. He found Wise quickly, the other man standing close to the door, fully dressed.

“No!”

“Huh, Seth— oof!”

Seth wrapped his around Wise, his nail digging in as if he held on tight enough that Wise would be his.

“Ow, hey, hey, it’s okay.”

“Don’t leave,” Seth said, muffled as it was pressed into the crook of Wise’s neck.

“Leave? I’m not…” Wise sighed. “Hey, c’mon. I’m not leaving, I promise. Look at me.”

Seth squeezed tighter but then pulled back.

Wise squirmed in his hold and managed to free a hand to cup Wise’s face.

“I’m not leaving.”

“Why were you by the door?” Seth snapped out.

Wise just gave a little huff of a laugh. His thumb gently swept back and forth against his cheek.

“I just needed to call my sister and let her know I wouldn’t be home for a few days. Don’t need her calling PubSec.”

Seth pouted because that did make sense.

“You’re not on the phone though…” He said petulantly, tail lashing.

“Yeah, I was admiring your plants. They look well taken care of.”

Seth looked at the entryway table where he kept a pothos, an orchid plant and a little bowl he kept his keys in.

“I’ll buy you flowers,” he said, “after.”

Wise chuckled. He wrapped his arms around Seth like he was returning an embrace rather than submitting to Seth’s hold.

“Of course,” and Seth didn’t like the placating tone, as if Seth would change his mind. Wise was his mate now, “for right now, let’s eat. Maybe you could clean up too?”

Seth pulled back quickly— grabbing onto his mate’s hand just in case— and started dragging him towards the kitchen. His mate needed to be provided for, and Seth could do that. Although, he was going to skip cleaning up, knowing that after making sure his mate was satisfied, he would be too riled up to not try and fuck back into that tight heat.

He was already enflamed, half-dreaming of how he’d make sure by the end of his heat Wise would be so used to Seth’s cock that he’d be gaping, body shaped with a place for Seth. And after? He’d do the same with Wise’s life, carving out a position to make sure Seth would be able to keep him.

As Seth dragged him along, Wise resigned himself to, likely, being bent over a kitchen counter. He thought about what he’d been reading about Thiren heats (which were all similar no matter the species but thankfully Seth didn’t have a knot Wise would have to contend with) between calling Belle and Seth waking up.

Wise had read that there could be mate confusion with the partners that Thirens bed within heat. He hoped that mindset faded as Seth’s condition did, his heart aching at how sweet Seth was being.

He liked Seth. He really, really did. If he allowed himself, he could dream of a life where Seth would stop by Random Play to drop off cut flowers wrapped in cellophane and Wise could surprise him at work by dropping by the precinct for lunch.

He gave a returning squeeze to Seth’s death grip. He took in the warming comfort of skin-to-skin contact, the painful discomfort of Seth’s bruising hold, and the single-minded determination Seth had to please him. He savored the moments, as soon they would be nothing but cherished memories.

Seth was earnest and blunt, completely void of the subterfuge Wise drowned his life in and there was no future for a relationship with a Proxy and a Public Security Officer.

Wise felt his smile slip as he resigned himself to the tragedy at end of this temptingly sweet road.